Leader

There's a reason not to speak unless spoken to

 

It for their mirage of females

 

They tell you to sit pretty and act dumbfounded

 

because that's how you'll get attention

 

But I'm not that person

 

I am powerful in my thoughts

 

My words are wisdom rolling off my tongue

 

My faith is mountain moving

 

So no longer can I sit and wait for them to tell me how to act

 

We are a generation based on an image of clueless people

 

But I will not wait to be directed

 

Because I am the neck that turns the head

 

I am the brain that controls the body

 

I am the nerve that moves the fingers

 

I am the electricity that powers the cord

 

So don't look at me and suspect someone who will stand back and follow

 

Because I will lead

 
 
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